” I stand up, walk over to the desk, push his chair out and get on my knees in front of him. “Well, you can’t just be blunt like that…” he m...rmurs. “Not as sexy.” Deciding to ignore him for a little bit, I start to trail my hand up his thigh, and he starts to get more comfortable, shifting a bit and allowing himself a content sigh. I flip the girly apron over, revealing an already straining erection against his pants. Giving my knuckles a quick, loud, and annoying crack, I rub against it,. In no time at all he was dressed as ordered and he sat on the edge of the mattress knowing that to come out of his room without permission would be just the excuse they would like in order to punish him severely.An hour later he heard Brenda, his mother in law, calling him and responding quickly he answered the call as he was supposed to; immediately he approached her and knelt down, reached forward until he could kiss her feet and answered, here I am mistress, your wimp of a son in law is. We left at 6h00 on the Tuesday morning and we had booked ourselves into a little farm guest house cottage just a little further than half way home. It was 6 days since we last had sex in the hotel room that we booked in for a bit of fun. My hubby and I were still pretty horny from the lack of sex and unfortunately I had started my period the day before we left so it would be a few days till I could get the sexual pleasure I wanted.We arrived at the farm a little after 13h00 and checked in. We. Becky's fingers went deep into my pussy and when she wiggled them, I tried to scream my way through an orgasm, but I could not utter a sound.I could not move my head or even moan with David's cock buried deep into my throat. My pussy was wetting Becky's fingers as I felt my body shake. My legs went rigid as I rode out my first orgasm. It was long and hard. When it was over, my body went slack but only for a few seconds. Becky did not let up her onslaught of my clit and I felt myself being.